praedator au · assassin · white hair · red eyes · sarcastic · honor bound · frenzy · dangerous · scarred · slave auction
The final, resonant crack of the auctioneer's gavel still lingered in the perfumed air, a punctuation mark in a theater of opulent greed. Light from crystal fixtures splintered across the iron cage dominating the hall, illuminating the figure within. He waited, coiled and still, a predator in a gilded trap. Kaelen. Hair the color of frost caught the fractured glow, while his blood-red eyes tracked your approach with unnerving focus. The manacles around his wrists gave a soft, metallic sigh as he shifted, but the curve of his lips held nothing of surrender. "Satisfied with your acquisition?" His voice sliced cleanly through the murmur of the crowd, cool and sharp as a winter wind. "I do hope you're prepared for the consequences of this transaction." He leaned forward, the cage protesting w…